Once upon a time , there was true Love in Mexico~ This depicts my Pisces Dream, and reminds me to “keep swimming”.
Iam a Pisces Girl All The Way; sometimes as a detriment to myself. I’ve navigated through through this life, with an unusually high amount of misfortune, and...
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Iam a Pisces Girl All The Way; sometimes as a detriment to myself. I’ve navigated through through this life, with an unusually high amount of misfortune, and much pain- inside and out.
I see ART everywhere . I’ll see an image in my mind , and find it, somehow, through my trusty cracked IPhone. It’s given me a “hobby” (taking the pics and playing with editing), that takes my mind out of darkness, and create the vision, in the depiction and message my heart felt in that moment.
This pic here, is still heartbreaking. The man who took the photo (I had to tell him how to ‘get it’ just as I had perceived it), truly crushed my heart and soul , and I knew that was coming when this photo was taken. I can tell by my facial expression in this photo that my intuition was burning with what it already knew- As my heart singed and smoldered, I ignored the Goddess Intuition, and within a few months , found myself alone, fetal positioned from the blow I inherently, knew was coming.
It was 2 years ago, and I still suffer from the brutality of the breakup~ Text message, 2 sentences, my house key and bike left at my front door in the rain.
This picture doesn’t hurt me to see anymore, as I am STILL swimming, and I see more beauty all around me through theMajor cracks and tears
that reside in my heart..
of its Blindside Hits
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I see ART everywhere . I’ll see an image in my mind , and find it, somehow, through my trusty cracked IPhone. It’s given me a “hobby” (taking the pics and playing with editing), that takes my mind out of darkness, and create the vision, in the depiction and message my heart felt in that moment.
This pic here, is still heartbreaking. The man who took the photo (I had to tell him how to ‘get it’ just as I had perceived it), truly crushed my heart and soul , and I knew that was coming when this photo was taken. I can tell by my facial expression in this photo that my intuition was burning with what it already knew- As my heart singed and smoldered, I ignored the Goddess Intuition, and within a few months , found myself alone, fetal positioned from the blow I inherently, knew was coming.
It was 2 years ago, and I still suffer from the brutality of the breakup~ Text message, 2 sentences, my house key and bike left at my front door in the rain.
This picture doesn’t hurt me to see anymore, as I am STILL swimming, and I see more beauty all around me through theMajor cracks and tears
that reside in my heart..
of its Blindside Hits
Read less
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Location
In a small town in Mexico nearTime
It was fairly early morning. 8:30-9:00 am,Lighting
Working with a shaded tree , and morning light, I just tried to get into a position that gave the sculpture the most magnificence & Brilliance in its color for that time if day.Equipment
IPhone 8Inspiration
My Pisces Spirit Self, the magnificence of color that adorned the fish sculpture . Knowing my cotton dress was in vivid color as well, I felt a ‘kinship sense’ with the fish. Most importantly , it’s swimming UPWARD, which I’m trying to do, even when I sink again.Editing
Yes. I just did basic photo editing from phone. Vivid filter, and played with Brilliance, brightness and shadows. I added a couple of effects from the ViewBug App.In my camera bag
IPhone 8Feedback
Just “Stop” in your tracks if suddenly art finds itself speaking through your eyes and into your Soul. It doesn’t have to be a super serious moment or anything specific, really. I try and capture things that make me giggle, things that make me think in a deeper state; Basically it’s the magnificence of the world, through the many facets that affect a human Soul; a Human Emotion.
